[{"id":30663461,"name":"Hell Sent","trackName":"Hell Sent","artistName":"Bone Thugs-n-Harmony & Bone Thugs-n-Harmony","albumName":"Faces Of Death","duration":347.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"One, two, Bone is coming for you\nThree, four, better lock the doors\nFive, six, better load your clips\nSeven, eight, we're gonna test your fate\nNine, ten, we're out to kill again\n\nStraight from the burning flames of hell\nA place where all assassins dwell\nPut back on earth to destroy all workshipppers of peace\nBody bags and caskets may all godd cease\nTogether they form an organization much stronger than the mafia\n\nFirst, Krayzie Bone, AKA Leatherface\nThe Sawed Off Gangsta\nSecond, Layzie Bone, AKA the Number One Assassin\nThird, Bizzy Bone, AKA Rest In Peace\nFourth, Wish Bone, AKA Stratejacket, nigga\n\nMurda\nMurda\nMurda\nMurda\n\nSold my soul to the devil, but I changed my mind, now I want it back\nBut he won't cooperate, so now it's time to jack\nCalled RIP and Stratejacket, Number One Assassin is fully strapped\nWe belled through hell in khakis, locs, and black skully caps\nSo Satan called his posse full of demons and witches\nWe met up at the am Abyss, ready to slaughter the bitches\nYo, but wouldn't you know Satan went out like a sucka\nSo I left a message in blood \"To be continued, motherfucker\"\n\nNever praying at night, 'cause the heavens don't want me\nSold my fuckin' soul so I can live through eternity\nKillin' at night and watching victims in the daylight\nA demon on the rise, and I'm snatchin' your fuckin' life\nBeen shot with a twelve gauge, I died and made front page\nThe devil sent me back, and now I'm using the same gauge\nKillin' like a maniac, livin' like a lunatic\nSome would say the strate is sick, the devil's who you're fuckin' with\n\nMurda\nMurda\nMurda\nMurda\n\nI'm corrupt and demented and I diminish by execution\nA savage of torture should've been kept in a institution\nBeen shot in the head, I ain't go out like a sucka\nBut I still died, went to hell and just took over the muthafucker\nLearned the devil's tricks an' how to run this shit\nI had a fall-out with Satan, and called his son a bitch\nRepeating satanic verses, but I changed the words now you worship me\nThe gates of hell on fire shooting flames can't be worse, G\n\nHell sent, they call me RIP for a reason\nI'm on a road to see bloddy bodies, just call me a demon\nIt's the psychopathic maniac, manglin' ladies\nStick a grenade in they pussy then I start stranglin' babies\nSee, it's death to all my enemies that's RIP only tactic\nBut if by chance we kill each other, then our souls'll go at it\nSee I'm doggin' the triple six, it's death by the sword\nI told Satan that I'm killin' him through the Ouija board\n\nMurda\nMurda\nMurda\nMurda\n\nPick up the phone, the war is on, so get your weapons\nRIP just spotted the devil around the corner from heaven with his crew\nDrinking brews, and I'm thinking \"Damn, that's foolish\"\nSwig off the 40 of holy water and say \"Y'all let's do this\"\nGrabbed my click, gripped my dick\nWalked with my face to the groung chanting\n\"Kill that motherfucker, now kill that motherfucker, now\"\nUnloaded on his ass and dumped him in his Abyss\nAnd now his crew's on my dick because I'm Hell Sent\n\nI'm standing in Hell with the gauge ready to buck\nI'm coming for Satan and my intentions is to fuck him up\nAin't been in the church, they say \"No demons on holy dirt\"\nI'm fuckin' Satan's bitches, he got mad and called body work\nA lynchin' ain't shit compared to what I'm a give ya\nI'm born and raised in hell and bitch, I'm sent here to kill ya\nI'm Rosemary's baby, there's no more evil like me\n'Cause when niggas think of death, the motherfuckers picture me\n\nMurda\nMurda\nMurda\nMurda\n\nLet me call up my posse, we talkin' over the underground\nYeah, Satan and his boys the motherfuckers, they going down\nMan, I gotta do it, I ain't down for a hassle\nI kicked the gates into hell and started a riot in Satan's castle\nI'm sick of this war, now check it, something has got to give\nWe stormed to the back, and we took demons as hostages\nYou want your people to live? Then you'll forever pay me rent\nTo stay in my kingdom because a nigga is Hell Sent\n\nNow we're walking through satan's den, the demons respected RIP\nI'm running this motherfucker, hell ain't shit\nA demon told me that Lucifer said meet him at the black hole\nI told him \"I'm a be there ain't no bitch in my soul\"\nAnd when I'm coming for your ass, ain't no need to run\nBecause I'm so fuckin' ruthless, I made the devil go buy a gun\nUntil we go at it, the RIP still won't repent\nAn appetite for bloddy bodies, Rest In Peace is hell sent","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.07] One, two, Bone is coming for you\n[00:04.67] Three, four, better lock the doors\n[00:08.94] Five, six, better load your clips\n[00:13.17] Seven, eight, we're gonna test your fate\n[00:17.17] Nine, ten, we're out to kill again\n[00:29.18] Straight from the burning flames of hell\n[00:32.23] A place where all assassins dwell\n[00:35.53] Put back on earth to destroy all workshipppers of peace\n[00:39.68] Body bags and caskets may all godd cease\n[00:43.16] Together they form an organization much stronger than the mafia\n[00:47.62] First, Krayzie Bone, AKA Leatherface\n[00:53.97] The Sawed Off Gangsta\n[00:57.22] Second, Layzie Bone, AKA the Number One Assassin\n[01:05.26] Third, Bizzy Bone, AKA Rest In Peace\n[01:11.80] Fourth, Wish Bone, AKA Stratejacket, nigga\n[01:19.07] Murda\n[01:20.63] Murda\n[01:22.26] Murda\n[01:24.26] Murda\n[01:25.91] Sold my soul to the devil, but I changed my mind, now I want it back\n[01:29.59] But he won't cooperate, so now it's time to jack\n[01:33.03] Called RIP and Stratejacket, Number One Assassin is fully strapped\n[01:36.72] We belled through hell in khakis, locs, and black skully caps\n[01:40.27] So Satan called his posse full of demons and witches\n[01:43.32] We met up at the am Abyss, ready to slaughter the bitches\n[01:46.83] Yo, but wouldn't you know Satan went out like a sucka\n[01:50.54] So I left a message in blood \"To be continued, motherfucker\"\n[01:54.43] Never praying at night, 'cause the heavens don't want me\n[01:58.09] Sold my fuckin' soul so I can live through eternity\n[02:01.79] Killin' at night and watching victims in the daylight\n[02:05.29] A demon on the rise, and I'm snatchin' your fuckin' life\n[02:08.86] Been shot with a twelve gauge, I died and made front page\n[02:12.36] The devil sent me back, and now I'm using the same gauge\n[02:16.13] Killin' like a maniac, livin' like a lunatic\n[02:19.64] Some would say the strate is sick, the devil's who you're fuckin' with\n[02:23.15] Murda\n[02:25.13] Murda\n[02:26.77] Murda\n[02:28.68] Murda\n[02:30.20] I'm corrupt and demented and I diminish by execution\n[02:34.04] A savage of torture should've been kept in a institution\n[02:37.40] Been shot in the head, I ain't go out like a sucka\n[02:40.77] But I still died, went to hell and just took over the muthafucker\n[02:44.66] Learned the devil's tricks an' how to run this shit\n[02:47.87] I had a fall-out with Satan, and called his son a bitch\n[02:51.47] Repeating satanic verses, but I changed the words now you worship me\n[02:55.33] The gates of hell on fire shooting flames can't be worse, G\n[02:59.00] Hell sent, they call me RIP for a reason\n[03:02.23] I'm on a road to see bloddy bodies, just call me a demon\n[03:05.70] It's the psychopathic maniac, manglin' ladies\n[03:09.12] Stick a grenade in they pussy then I start stranglin' babies\n[03:12.93] See, it's death to all my enemies that's RIP only tactic\n[03:16.64] But if by chance we kill each other, then our souls'll go at it\n[03:19.84] See I'm doggin' the triple six, it's death by the sword\n[03:23.71] I told Satan that I'm killin' him through the Ouija board\n[03:27.76] Murda\n[03:29.58] Murda\n[03:31.36] Murda\n[03:33.29] Murda\n[03:34.67] Pick up the phone, the war is on, so get your weapons\n[03:38.05] RIP just spotted the devil around the corner from heaven with his crew\n[03:42.18] Drinking brews, and I'm thinking \"Damn, that's foolish\"\n[03:45.04] Swig off the 40 of holy water and say \"Y'all let's do this\"\n[03:48.62] Grabbed my click, gripped my dick\n[03:50.32] Walked with my face to the groung chanting\n[03:52.78] \"Kill that motherfucker, now kill that motherfucker, now\"\n[03:56.37] Unloaded on his ass and dumped him in his Abyss\n[03:59.44] And now his crew's on my dick because I'm Hell Sent\n[04:03.26] I'm standing in Hell with the gauge ready to buck\n[04:06.75] I'm coming for Satan and my intentions is to fuck him up\n[04:10.54] Ain't been in the church, they say \"No demons on holy dirt\"\n[04:13.90] I'm fuckin' Satan's bitches, he got mad and called body work\n[04:17.56] A lynchin' ain't shit compared to what I'm a give ya\n[04:21.12] I'm born and raised in hell and bitch, I'm sent here to kill ya\n[04:24.88] I'm Rosemary's baby, there's no more evil like me\n[04:28.23] 'Cause when niggas think of death, the motherfuckers picture me\n[04:32.28] Murda\n[04:34.02] Murda\n[04:35.64] Murda\n[04:37.42] Murda\n[04:38.91] Let me call up my posse, we talkin' over the underground\n[04:42.56] Yeah, Satan and his boys the motherfuckers, they going down\n[04:46.36] Man, I gotta do it, I ain't down for a hassle\n[04:49.55] I kicked the gates into hell and started a riot in Satan's castle\n[04:53.51] I'm sick of this war, now check it, something has got to give\n[04:56.87] We stormed to the back, and we took demons as hostages\n[05:00.62] You want your people to live? Then you'll forever pay me rent\n[05:04.19] To stay in my kingdom because a nigga is Hell Sent\n[05:07.53] Now we're walking through satan's den, the demons respected RIP\n[05:11.82] I'm running this motherfucker, hell ain't shit\n[05:14.37] A demon told me that Lucifer said meet him at the black hole\n[05:18.59] I told him \"I'm a be there ain't no bitch in my soul\"\n[05:21.60] And when I'm coming for your ass, ain't no need to run\n[05:25.21] Because I'm so fuckin' ruthless, I made the devil go buy a gun\n[05:29.22] Until we go at it, the RIP still won't repent\n[05:32.42] An appetite for bloddy bodies, Rest In Peace is hell sent\n[05:44.10] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Hell Sent\n  artist: Bone Thugs-n-Harmony & Bone Thugs-n-Harmony\n  album: Faces Of Death\n  duration_ms: 347000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: One, two, Bone is coming for you\n  start_ms: 70\n  end_ms: 4670\n- text: Three, four, better lock the doors\n  start_ms: 4670\n  end_ms: 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text: ''\n  start_ms: 344100\nplain: |-\n  One, two, Bone is coming for you\n  Three, four, better lock the doors\n  Five, six, better load your clips\n  Seven, eight, we're gonna test your fate\n  Nine, ten, we're out to kill again\n\n  Straight from the burning flames of hell\n  A place where all assassins dwell\n  Put back on earth to destroy all workshipppers of peace\n  Body bags and caskets may all godd cease\n  Together they form an organization much stronger than the mafia\n\n  First, Krayzie Bone, AKA Leatherface\n  The Sawed Off Gangsta\n  Second, Layzie Bone, AKA the Number One Assassin\n  Third, Bizzy Bone, AKA Rest In Peace\n  Fourth, Wish Bone, AKA Stratejacket, nigga\n\n  Murda\n  Murda\n  Murda\n  Murda\n\n  Sold my soul to the devil, but I changed my mind, now I want it back\n  But he won't cooperate, so now it's time to jack\n  Called RIP and Stratejacket, Number One Assassin is fully strapped\n  We belled through hell in khakis, locs, and black skully caps\n  So Satan called his posse full of demons and witches\n  We met up at the am Abyss, ready to slaughter the bitches\n  Yo, but wouldn't you know Satan went out like a sucka\n  So I left a message in blood \"To be continued, motherfucker\"\n\n  Never praying at night, 'cause the heavens don't want me\n  Sold my fuckin' soul so I can live through eternity\n  Killin' at night and watching victims in the daylight\n  A demon on the rise, and I'm snatchin' your fuckin' life\n  Been shot with a twelve gauge, I died and made front page\n  The devil sent me back, and now I'm using the same gauge\n  Killin' like a maniac, livin' like a lunatic\n  Some would say the strate is sick, the devil's who you're fuckin' with\n\n  Murda\n  Murda\n  Murda\n  Murda\n\n  I'm corrupt and demented and I diminish by execution\n  A savage of torture should've been kept in a institution\n  Been shot in the head, I ain't go out like a sucka\n  But I still died, went to hell and just took over the muthafucker\n  Learned the devil's tricks an' how to run this shit\n  I had a fall-out with Satan, and called his son a bitch\n  Repeating satanic verses, but I changed the words now you worship me\n  The gates of hell on fire shooting flames can't be worse, G\n\n  Hell sent, they call me RIP for a reason\n  I'm on a road to see bloddy bodies, just call me a demon\n  It's the psychopathic maniac, manglin' ladies\n  Stick a grenade in they pussy then I start stranglin' babies\n  See, it's death to all my enemies that's RIP only tactic\n  But if by chance we kill each other, then our souls'll go at it\n  See I'm doggin' the triple six, it's death by the sword\n  I told Satan that I'm killin' him through the Ouija board\n\n  Murda\n  Murda\n  Murda\n  Murda\n\n  Pick up the phone, the war is on, so get your weapons\n  RIP just spotted the devil around the corner from heaven with his crew\n  Drinking brews, and I'm thinking \"Damn, that's foolish\"\n  Swig off the 40 of holy water and say \"Y'all let's do this\"\n  Grabbed my click, gripped my dick\n  Walked with my face to the groung chanting\n  \"Kill that motherfucker, now kill that motherfucker, now\"\n  Unloaded on his ass and dumped him in his Abyss\n  And now his crew's on my dick because I'm Hell Sent\n\n  I'm standing in Hell with the gauge ready to buck\n  I'm coming for Satan and my intentions is to fuck him up\n  Ain't been in the church, they say \"No demons on holy dirt\"\n  I'm fuckin' Satan's bitches, he got mad and called body work\n  A lynchin' ain't shit compared to what I'm a give ya\n  I'm born and raised in hell and bitch, I'm sent here to kill ya\n  I'm Rosemary's baby, there's no more evil like me\n  'Cause when niggas think of death, the motherfuckers picture me\n\n  Murda\n  Murda\n  Murda\n  Murda\n\n  Let me call up my posse, we talkin' over the underground\n  Yeah, Satan and his boys the motherfuckers, they going down\n  Man, I gotta do it, I ain't down for a hassle\n  I kicked the gates into hell and started a riot in Satan's castle\n  I'm sick of this war, now check it, something has got to give\n  We stormed to the back, and we took demons as hostages\n  You want your people to live? Then you'll forever pay me rent\n  To stay in my kingdom because a nigga is Hell Sent\n\n  Now we're walking through satan's den, the demons respected RIP\n  I'm running this motherfucker, hell ain't shit\n  A demon told me that Lucifer said meet him at the black hole\n  I told him \"I'm a be there ain't no bitch in my soul\"\n  And when I'm coming for your ass, ain't no need to run\n  Because I'm so fuckin' ruthless, I made the devil go buy a gun\n  Until we go at it, the RIP still won't repent\n  An appetite for bloddy bodies, Rest In Peace is hell sent\n"},{"id":24312935,"name":"Hell Sent","trackName":"Hell Sent","artistName":"Bone Thugs-N-Harmony","albumName":"Faces Of Death","duration":346.4097959,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"One, two, Bone is coming for you\nThree, four, better lock the doors\nFive, six, better load your clips\nSeven, eight, we're gonna test your fate\nNine, ten, we're out to kill again\n(Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha)\n(Ha, ha, ha, ha)\n\nStraight from the burning flames of hell\nA place where all assassins dwell\nPut back on earth to destroy all workshipppers of peace\nBody bags and caskets may all godd cease\nTogether they form an organization much stronger than the mafia\n\nFirst, Krayzie Bone, AKA Leatherface\nThe Sawed Off Gangsta\nSecond, Layzie Bone, AKA the Number One Assassin\nThird, Bizzy Bone, AKA Rest In Peace\nFourth, Wish Bone, AKA Stratejacket nigga\n\nMurda\nMurda\nMurda\nMurda\n\nBut I changed my mind now I want it back\nBut he won't cooperate so now it's time to jack\nCalled RIP and Stratejacket\nNumber One Assassin is fully strapped\nWe belled through hell in khakis, locs, and black skully caps\n\nSo satan called his posse full of demons and witches\nWe met up at the am Abyss ready to salughter the bitches\nYo, but wouldn't you know satan went out like a sucka\nSo I left a message in blood \"To be continued motherfucker\"\n\nNever praying at night\n'Cause the heavens don't want me\nSold my fuckin' soul so I can live through eternity\nKillin' at night and watching victims in the daylight\nA demon on the rise, and I'm snatchin' your fuckin' life\n\nBeen shot with a twelve gauge\nI died and made front page\nThe devil sent me back and now I'm using the same gauge\nKillin' like a maniac, livin' like a lunatic\nSome would say the strate is sick\nThe devil's who you're fuckin' with\n\nMurda\nMurda\nMurda\nMurda\n\nI'm corrupt and demented and I diminish by execution\nA savage of torture should've been kept in a instution\nBeen shot in the head\nI ain't go out like a sucka\nBut I still died went to hell and just took over the muthafucker\nLearned the devil's tricks an how to run this shit\n\nI had a fall out with satan, and called his son a bitch\nRepeating satanic verses but I changed the words now you worship me\nThe gates of hell on fire shooting flames can't be worse, G\n\nHell sent they call me RIP for a reason\nI'm on a road to see bloddy bodies\nJust call me a demon\nIt's the psychopathic maniac\nManglin' ladies stick a grenade in they pussy\nThe I start stranglin' babies\n\nSee, it's death to all my enemies that's RIP only tactic\nBut if by chance we kill each other our souls'll go at it\nSee I'm doggin' the triple six it's death bt the sword\nI told satan that I'm killin' him trough the Ouija board\n\nMurda\nMurda\nMurda\nMurda\n\nPick up the phone the war is on\nSo get your weapons\nRIP just spotted the devil around the corner from heaven with his crew\nDrinking brews and I'm thinking \" Damn that's foolish\"\nSwig off the 40 of holy water and say \"y'all let's do this\"\n\nGrabbed my click, gripped my dick\nWalked with my face to the groung chanting\n(\"Kill that motherfucker, now kill that motherfucker, now\")\nUnloaded on his ass and dumped him in his Abyss\nAnd now his crew's on my dick because I'm Hell Sent\n\nI'm standing in Hell\nWith the gauge ready to buck\nI'm coming for satan and my intentions is to fuck him up\nAin't been in the church they say \"No demons on holy dirt\"\nI'm fuckin' Satan's bitches\nHe got mad and called body work\n\nA lynchin ain't shit compared to what I'm a give ya\nI'm born and raised in hell and bitch I'm sent here to kill ya\nI'm Rosemary's baby\nThere's no more evil like me\n'Cause when niggas think of death the motherfuckers picture me\n\nMurda\nMurda\nMurda\nMurda\n\nLet me call up my posse\nWe talkin' over the underground\nYeah, Satan and his boys the motherfuckers\nThey going down\nMan I gotta do it\nI ain't down for a hassle\nI kicked the gates into hell and started a roit in Satan's castle\n\nI'm sick of this war now check it something has got to give\nWe stormed to the back, and we took demons as hostages\nYou want your people to live?\nThen you'll forever pay me rent\nTo stay in my kingdom\n'Cause a nigga is Hell Sent\n\nNow we're walking through satan's den\nThe demons respected RIP\nI'm running this motherfucker, hell ain't shit\nA demon told me that Lucifer said meet him at the black hole\nI told him \"I'm a be there ain't no bitch in my soul\"\n\nAnd when I'm coming for your ass\nAin't no need to run\nBecause I'm so fuckin' ruthless I made the devil go buy a gun\nUntil we go at it, the RIP still won't repent\nAn appetite for bloddy bodies\nRest In peace is Hell Satan","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.08] One, two, Bone is coming for you\n[00:04.26] Three, four, better lock the doors\n[00:08.42] Five, six, better load your clips\n[00:12.60] Seven, eight, we're gonna test your fate\n[00:16.66] Nine, ten, we're out to kill again\n[00:21.02] (Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha)\n[00:24.27] (Ha, ha, ha, ha)\n[00:29.11] Straight from the burning flames of hell\n[00:32.46] A place where all assassins dwell\n[00:35.58] Put back on earth to destroy all workshipppers of peace\n[00:39.89] Body bags and caskets may all godd cease\n[00:43.38] Together they form an organization much stronger than the mafia\n[00:47.40] First, Krayzie Bone, AKA Leatherface\n[00:53.94] The Sawed Off Gangsta\n[00:57.31] Second, Layzie Bone, AKA the Number One Assassin\n[01:05.01] Third, Bizzy Bone, AKA Rest In Peace\n[01:12.18] Fourth, Wish Bone, AKA Stratejacket nigga\n[01:19.01] Murda\n[01:20.66] Murda\n[01:22.25] Murda\n[01:23.96] Murda\n[01:25.96] But I changed my mind now I want it back\n[01:29.69] But he won't cooperate so now it's time to jack\n[01:33.03] Called RIP and Stratejacket\n[01:34.72] Number One Assassin is fully strapped\n[01:36.54] We belled through hell in khakis, locs, and black skully caps\n[01:40.38] So satan called his posse full of demons and witches\n[01:43.14] We met up at the am Abyss ready to salughter the bitches\n[01:46.80] Yo, but wouldn't you know satan went out like a sucka\n[01:50.32] So I left a message in blood \"To be continued motherfucker\"\n[01:54.43] Never praying at night\n[01:55.78] 'Cause the heavens don't want me\n[01:57.58] Sold my fuckin' soul so I can live through eternity\n[02:01.26] Killin' at night and watching victims in the daylight\n[02:04.70] A demon on the rise, and I'm snatchin' your fuckin' life\n[02:08.73] Been shot with a twelve gauge\n[02:10.68] I died and made front page\n[02:12.37] The devil sent me back and now I'm using the same gauge\n[02:15.85] Killin' like a maniac, livin' like a lunatic\n[02:19.44] Some would say the strate is sick\n[02:21.45] The devil's who you're fuckin' with\n[02:22.95] Murda\n[02:24.70] Murda\n[02:26.47] Murda\n[02:28.18] Murda\n[02:30.01] I'm corrupt and demented and I diminish by execution\n[02:33.78] A savage of torture should've been kept in a instution\n[02:37.15] Been shot in the head\n[02:38.41] I ain't go out like a sucka\n[02:40.53] But I still died went to hell and just took over the muthafucker\n[02:44.41] Learned the devil's tricks an how to run this shit\n[02:47.57] I had a fall out with satan, and called his son a bitch\n[02:51.19] Repeating satanic verses but I changed the words now you worship me\n[02:54.80] The gates of hell on fire shooting flames can't be worse, G\n[02:58.80] Hell sent they call me RIP for a reason\n[03:02.03] I'm on a road to see bloddy bodies\n[03:03.84] Just call me a demon\n[03:05.48] It's the psychopathic maniac\n[03:07.66] Manglin' ladies stick a grenade in they pussy\n[03:10.04] The I start stranglin' babies\n[03:12.91] See, it's death to all my enemies that's RIP only tactic\n[03:16.10] But if by chance we kill each other our souls'll go at it\n[03:19.62] See I'm doggin' the triple six it's death bt the sword\n[03:23.28] I told satan that I'm killin' him trough the Ouija board\n[03:27.25] Murda\n[03:29.03] Murda\n[03:30.82] Murda\n[03:32.52] Murda\n[03:34.40] Pick up the phone the war is on\n[03:36.77] So get your weapons\n[03:38.05] RIP just spotted the devil around the corner from heaven with his crew\n[03:41.65] Drinking brews and I'm thinking \" Damn that's foolish\"\n[03:44.82] Swig off the 40 of holy water and say \"y'all let's do this\"\n[03:48.36] Grabbed my click, gripped my dick\n[03:50.10] Walked with my face to the groung chanting\n[03:51.99] (\"Kill that motherfucker, now kill that motherfucker, now\")\n[03:56.07] Unloaded on his ass and dumped him in his Abyss\n[03:59.18] And now his crew's on my dick because I'm Hell Sent\n[04:02.74] I'm standing in Hell\n[04:04.48] With the gauge ready to buck\n[04:06.53] I'm coming for satan and my intentions is to fuck him up\n[04:10.35] Ain't been in the church they say \"No demons on holy dirt\"\n[04:13.66] I'm fuckin' Satan's bitches\n[04:15.11] He got mad and called body work\n[04:17.35] A lynchin ain't shit compared to what I'm a give ya\n[04:20.65] I'm born and raised in hell and bitch I'm sent here to kill ya\n[04:24.34] I'm Rosemary's baby\n[04:26.09] There's no more evil like me\n[04:27.75] 'Cause when niggas think of death the motherfuckers picture me\n[04:31.49] Murda\n[04:33.53] Murda\n[04:35.14] Murda\n[04:36.99] Murda\n[04:38.66] Let me call up my posse\n[04:40.03] We talkin' over the underground\n[04:41.83] Yeah, Satan and his boys the motherfuckers\n[04:44.79] They going down\n[04:46.05] Man I gotta do it\n[04:47.35] I ain't down for a hassle\n[04:49.47] I kicked the gates into hell and started a roit in Satan's castle\n[04:53.02] I'm sick of this war now check it something has got to give\n[04:56.61] We stormed to the back, and we took demons as hostages\n[05:00.11] You want your people to live?\n[05:01.85] Then you'll forever pay me rent\n[05:03.86] To stay in my kingdom\n[05:05.12] 'Cause a nigga is Hell Sent\n[05:07.32] Now we're walking through satan's den\n[05:09.13] The demons respected RIP\n[05:11.61] I'm running this motherfucker, hell ain't shit\n[05:14.08] A demon told me that Lucifer said meet him at the black hole\n[05:18.02] I told him \"I'm a be there ain't no bitch in my soul\"\n[05:21.43] And when I'm coming for your ass\n[05:23.33] Ain't no need to run\n[05:25.09] Because I'm so fuckin' ruthless I made the devil go buy a gun\n[05:28.76] Until we go at it, the RIP still won't repent\n[05:32.19] An appetite for bloddy bodies\n[05:34.24] Rest In peace is Hell Satan\n[05:43.89] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Hell Sent\n  artist: Bone Thugs-N-Harmony\n  album: Faces Of Death\n  duration_ms: 346410\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: One, two, Bone is coming for you\n  start_ms: 80\n  end_ms: 4260\n- text: Three, four, better lock the doors\n  start_ms: 4260\n  end_ms: 8420\n- text: Five, six, better load your clips\n  start_ms: 8420\n  end_ms: 12600\n- text: Seven, eight, we're gonna test your fate\n  start_ms: 12600\n  end_ms: 16660\n- text: Nine, ten, we're out to kill again\n  start_ms: 16660\n  end_ms: 21020\n- text: (Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha)\n  start_ms: 21020\n  end_ms: 24270\n- text: (Ha, ha, ha, ha)\n  start_ms: 24270\n  end_ms: 29110\n- text: Straight from the burning flames of hell\n  start_ms: 29110\n  end_ms: 32460\n- text: A place where all assassins dwell\n  start_ms: 32460\n  end_ms: 35580\n- text: Put back on earth to destroy 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276990\n- text: Murda\n  start_ms: 276990\n  end_ms: 278660\n- text: Let me call up my posse\n  start_ms: 278660\n  end_ms: 280030\n- text: We talkin' over the underground\n  start_ms: 280030\n  end_ms: 281830\n- text: Yeah, Satan and his boys the motherfuckers\n  start_ms: 281830\n  end_ms: 284790\n- text: They going down\n  start_ms: 284790\n  end_ms: 286050\n- text: Man I gotta do it\n  start_ms: 286050\n  end_ms: 287350\n- text: I ain't down for a hassle\n  start_ms: 287350\n  end_ms: 289470\n- text: I kicked the gates into hell and started a roit in Satan's castle\n  start_ms: 289470\n  end_ms: 293020\n- text: I'm sick of this war now check it something has got to give\n  start_ms: 293020\n  end_ms: 296610\n- text: We stormed to the back, and we took demons as hostages\n  start_ms: 296610\n  end_ms: 300110\n- text: You want your people to live?\n  start_ms: 300110\n  end_ms: 301850\n- text: Then you'll forever pay me rent\n  start_ms: 301850\n  end_ms: 303860\n- text: To stay in my kingdom\n  start_ms: 303860\n  end_ms: 305120\n- text: '''Cause a nigga is Hell Sent'\n  start_ms: 305120\n  end_ms: 307320\n- text: Now we're walking through satan's den\n  start_ms: 307320\n  end_ms: 309130\n- text: The demons respected RIP\n  start_ms: 309130\n  end_ms: 311610\n- text: I'm running this motherfucker, hell ain't shit\n  start_ms: 311610\n  end_ms: 314080\n- text: A demon told me that Lucifer said meet him at the black hole\n  start_ms: 314080\n  end_ms: 318020\n- text: I told him \"I'm a be there ain't no bitch in my soul\"\n  start_ms: 318020\n  end_ms: 321430\n- text: And when I'm coming for your ass\n  start_ms: 321430\n  end_ms: 323330\n- text: Ain't no need to run\n  start_ms: 323330\n  end_ms: 325090\n- text: Because I'm so fuckin' ruthless I made the devil go buy a gun\n  start_ms: 325090\n  end_ms: 328760\n- text: Until we go at it, the RIP still won't repent\n  start_ms: 328760\n  end_ms: 332190\n- text: An appetite for bloddy bodies\n  start_ms: 332190\n  end_ms: 334240\n- text: Rest In peace is Hell Satan\n  start_ms: 334240\n  end_ms: 343890\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 343890\nplain: |-\n  One, two, Bone is coming for you\n  Three, four, better lock the doors\n  Five, six, better load your clips\n  Seven, eight, we're gonna test your fate\n  Nine, ten, we're out to kill again\n  (Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha)\n  (Ha, ha, ha, ha)\n\n  Straight from the burning flames of hell\n  A place where all assassins dwell\n  Put back on earth to destroy all workshipppers of peace\n  Body bags and caskets may all godd cease\n  Together they form an organization much stronger than the mafia\n\n  First, Krayzie Bone, AKA Leatherface\n  The Sawed Off Gangsta\n  Second, Layzie Bone, AKA the Number One Assassin\n  Third, Bizzy Bone, AKA Rest In Peace\n  Fourth, Wish Bone, AKA Stratejacket nigga\n\n  Murda\n  Murda\n  Murda\n  Murda\n\n  But I changed my mind now I want it back\n  But he won't cooperate so now it's time to jack\n  Called RIP and Stratejacket\n  Number One Assassin is fully strapped\n  We belled through hell in khakis, locs, and black skully caps\n\n  So satan called his posse full of demons and witches\n  We met up at the am Abyss ready to salughter the bitches\n  Yo, but wouldn't you know satan went out like a sucka\n  So I left a message in blood \"To be continued motherfucker\"\n\n  Never praying at night\n  'Cause the heavens don't want me\n  Sold my fuckin' soul so I can live through eternity\n  Killin' at night and watching victims in the daylight\n  A demon on the rise, and I'm snatchin' your fuckin' life\n\n  Been shot with a twelve gauge\n  I died and made front page\n  The devil sent me back and now I'm using the same gauge\n  Killin' like a maniac, livin' like a lunatic\n  Some would say the strate is sick\n  The devil's who you're fuckin' with\n\n  Murda\n  Murda\n  Murda\n  Murda\n\n  I'm corrupt and demented and I diminish by execution\n  A savage of torture should've been kept in a instution\n  Been shot in the head\n  I ain't go out like a sucka\n  But I still died went to hell and just took over the muthafucker\n  Learned the devil's tricks an how to run this shit\n\n  I had a fall out with satan, and called his son a bitch\n  Repeating satanic verses but I changed the words now you worship me\n  The gates of hell on fire shooting flames can't be worse, G\n\n  Hell sent they call me RIP for a reason\n  I'm on a road to see bloddy bodies\n  Just call me a demon\n  It's the psychopathic maniac\n  Manglin' ladies stick a grenade in they pussy\n  The I start stranglin' babies\n\n  See, it's death to all my enemies that's RIP only tactic\n  But if by chance we kill each other our souls'll go at it\n  See I'm doggin' the triple six it's death bt the sword\n  I told satan that I'm killin' him trough the Ouija board\n\n  Murda\n  Murda\n  Murda\n  Murda\n\n  Pick up the phone the war is on\n  So get your weapons\n  RIP just spotted the devil around the corner from heaven with his crew\n  Drinking 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of Death","duration":346.36,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"One, two, Bone is coming for you\nThree, four, better lock the doors\nFive, six, better load your clips\nSeven, eight, we're gonna test your fate\nNine, ten, we're out to kill again\n\nStraight from the burning flames of hell\nA place where all assassins dwell\nPut back on earth to destroy all workshipppers of peace\nBody bags and caskets may all godd cease\nTogether they form an organization much stronger than the mafia\n\nFirst, Krayzie Bone, AKA Leatherface\nThe Sawed Off Gangsta\nSecond, Layzie Bone, AKA the Number One Assassin\nThird, Bizzy Bone, AKA Rest In Peace\nFourth, Wish Bone, AKA Stratejacket, nigga\n\nMurda\nMurda\nMurda\nMurda\n\nSold my soul to the devil, but I changed my mind, now I want it back\nBut he won't cooperate, so now it's time to jack\nCalled RIP and Stratejacket, Number One Assassin is fully strapped\nWe belled through hell in khakis, locs, and black skully caps\nSo Satan called his posse full of demons and witches\nWe met up at the am Abyss, ready to slaughter the bitches\nYo, but wouldn't you know Satan went out like a sucka\nSo I left a message in blood \"To be continued, motherfucker\"\n\nNever praying at night, 'cause the heavens don't want me\nSold my fuckin' soul so I can live through eternity\nKillin' at night and watching victims in the daylight\nA demon on the rise, and I'm snatchin' your fuckin' life\nBeen shot with a twelve gauge, I died and made front page\nThe devil sent me back, and now I'm using the same gauge\nKillin' like a maniac, livin' like a lunatic\nSome would say the strate is sick, the devil's who you're fuckin' with\n\nMurda\nMurda\nMurda\nMurda\n\nI'm corrupt and demented and I diminish by execution\nA savage of torture should've been kept in a institution\nBeen shot in the head, I ain't go out like a sucka\nBut I still died, went to hell and just took over the muthafucker\nLearned the devil's tricks an' how to run this shit\nI had a fall-out with Satan, and called his son a bitch\nRepeating satanic verses, but I changed the words now you worship me\nThe gates of hell on fire shooting flames can't be worse, G\n\nHell sent, they call me RIP for a reason\nI'm on a road to see bloddy bodies, just call me a demon\nIt's the psychopathic maniac, manglin' ladies\nStick a grenade in they pussy then I start stranglin' babies\nSee, it's death to all my enemies that's RIP only tactic\nBut if by chance we kill each other, then our souls'll go at it\nSee I'm doggin' the triple six, it's death by the sword\nI told Satan that I'm killin' him through the Ouija board\n\nMurda\nMurda\nMurda\nMurda\n\nPick up the phone, the war is on, so get your weapons\nRIP just spotted the devil around the corner from heaven with his crew\nDrinking brews, and I'm thinking \"Damn, that's foolish\"\nSwig off the 40 of holy water and say \"Y'all let's do this\"\nGrabbed my click, gripped my dick\nWalked with my face to the groung 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Then you'll forever pay me rent\nTo stay in my kingdom because a nigga is Hell Sent\n\nNow we're walking through satan's den, the demons respected RIP\nI'm running this motherfucker, hell ain't shit\nA demon told me that Lucifer said meet him at the black hole\nI told him \"I'm a be there ain't no bitch in my soul\"\nAnd when I'm coming for your ass, ain't no need to run\nBecause I'm so fuckin' ruthless, I made the devil go buy a gun\nUntil we go at it, the RIP still won't repent\nAn appetite for bloddy bodies, Rest In Peace is hell sent","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.07] One, two, Bone is coming for you\n[00:04.67] Three, four, better lock the doors\n[00:08.94] Five, six, better load your clips\n[00:13.17] Seven, eight, we're gonna test your fate\n[00:17.17] Nine, ten, we're out to kill again\n[00:29.18] Straight from the burning flames of hell\n[00:32.23] A place where all assassins dwell\n[00:35.53] Put back on earth to destroy all workshipppers of peace\n[00:39.68] Body bags and caskets may all godd cease\n[00:43.16] Together they form an organization much stronger than the mafia\n[00:47.62] First, Krayzie Bone, AKA Leatherface\n[00:53.97] The Sawed Off Gangsta\n[00:57.22] Second, Layzie Bone, AKA the Number One Assassin\n[01:05.26] Third, Bizzy Bone, AKA Rest In Peace\n[01:11.80] Fourth, Wish Bone, AKA Stratejacket, nigga\n[01:19.07] Murda\n[01:20.63] Murda\n[01:22.26] Murda\n[01:24.26] Murda\n[01:25.91] Sold my soul to the devil, but I changed my mind, now I want it back\n[01:29.59] But he won't cooperate, so now it's time to jack\n[01:33.03] Called RIP and Stratejacket, Number One Assassin is fully strapped\n[01:36.72] We belled through hell in khakis, locs, and black skully caps\n[01:40.27] So Satan called his posse full of demons and witches\n[01:43.32] We met up at the am Abyss, ready to slaughter the bitches\n[01:46.83] Yo, but wouldn't you know Satan went out like a sucka\n[01:50.54] So I left a message in blood \"To be continued, motherfucker\"\n[01:54.43] Never praying at night, 'cause the heavens don't want me\n[01:58.09] Sold my fuckin' soul so I can live through eternity\n[02:01.79] Killin' at night and watching victims in the daylight\n[02:05.29] A demon on the rise, and I'm snatchin' your fuckin' life\n[02:08.86] Been shot with a twelve gauge, I died and made front page\n[02:12.36] The devil sent me back, and now I'm using the same gauge\n[02:16.13] Killin' like a maniac, livin' like a lunatic\n[02:19.64] Some would say the strate is sick, the devil's who you're fuckin' with\n[02:23.15] Murda\n[02:25.13] Murda\n[02:26.77] Murda\n[02:28.68] Murda\n[02:30.20] I'm corrupt and demented and I diminish by execution\n[02:34.04] A savage of torture should've been kept in a institution\n[02:37.40] Been shot in the head, I ain't go out like a sucka\n[02:40.77] But I still died, went to hell and just took over the muthafucker\n[02:44.66] Learned the devil's tricks an' how to run this shit\n[02:47.87] I had a fall-out with Satan, and called his son a bitch\n[02:51.47] Repeating satanic verses, but I changed the words now you worship me\n[02:55.33] The gates of hell on fire shooting flames can't be worse, G\n[02:59.00] Hell sent, they call me RIP for a reason\n[03:02.23] I'm on a road to see bloddy bodies, just call me a demon\n[03:05.70] It's the psychopathic maniac, manglin' ladies\n[03:09.12] Stick a grenade in they pussy then I start stranglin' babies\n[03:12.93] See, it's death to all my enemies that's RIP only tactic\n[03:16.64] But if by chance we kill each other, then our souls'll go at it\n[03:19.84] See I'm doggin' the triple six, it's death by the sword\n[03:23.71] I told Satan that I'm killin' him through the Ouija board\n[03:27.76] Murda\n[03:29.58] Murda\n[03:31.36] Murda\n[03:33.29] Murda\n[03:34.67] Pick up the phone, the war is on, so get your weapons\n[03:38.05] RIP just spotted the devil around the corner from heaven with his crew\n[03:42.18] Drinking brews, and I'm thinking \"Damn, that's foolish\"\n[03:45.04] Swig off the 40 of holy water and say \"Y'all let's do this\"\n[03:48.62] Grabbed my click, gripped my dick\n[03:50.32] Walked with my face to the groung chanting\n[03:52.78] \"Kill that motherfucker, now kill that motherfucker, now\"\n[03:56.37] Unloaded on his ass and dumped him in his Abyss\n[03:59.44] And now his crew's on my dick because I'm Hell Sent\n[04:03.26] I'm standing in Hell with the gauge ready to buck\n[04:06.75] I'm coming for Satan and my intentions is to fuck him up\n[04:10.54] Ain't been in the church, they say \"No demons on holy dirt\"\n[04:13.90] I'm fuckin' Satan's bitches, he got mad and called body work\n[04:17.56] A lynchin' ain't shit compared to what I'm a give ya\n[04:21.12] I'm born and raised in hell and bitch, I'm sent here to kill ya\n[04:24.88] I'm Rosemary's baby, there's no more evil like me\n[04:28.23] 'Cause when niggas think of death, the motherfuckers picture me\n[04:32.28] Murda\n[04:34.02] Murda\n[04:35.64] Murda\n[04:37.42] Murda\n[04:38.91] Let me call up my posse, we talkin' over the underground\n[04:42.56] Yeah, Satan and his boys the motherfuckers, they going down\n[04:46.36] Man, I gotta do it, I ain't down for a hassle\n[04:49.55] I kicked the gates into hell and started a riot in Satan's castle\n[04:53.51] I'm sick of this war, now check it, something has got to give\n[04:56.87] We stormed to the back, and we took demons as hostages\n[05:00.62] You want your people to live? Then you'll forever pay me rent\n[05:04.19] To stay in my kingdom because a nigga is Hell Sent\n[05:07.53] Now we're walking through satan's den, the demons respected RIP\n[05:11.82] I'm running this motherfucker, hell ain't shit\n[05:14.37] A demon told me that Lucifer said meet him at the black hole\n[05:18.59] I told him \"I'm a be there ain't no bitch in my soul\"\n[05:21.60] And when I'm coming for your ass, ain't no need to run\n[05:25.21] Because I'm so fuckin' ruthless, I made the devil go buy a gun\n[05:29.22] Until we go at it, the RIP still won't repent\n[05:32.42] An appetite for bloddy bodies, Rest In Peace is hell sent\n[05:44.10] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Hell Sent\n  artist: Bone Thugs‐n‐Harmony\n  album: Faces of Death\n  duration_ms: 346360\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: One, two, Bone is coming for you\n  start_ms: 70\n  end_ms: 4670\n- text: Three, four, better lock the doors\n  start_ms: 4670\n  end_ms: 8940\n- text: Five, six, 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text: ''\n  start_ms: 344100\nplain: |-\n  One, two, Bone is coming for you\n  Three, four, better lock the doors\n  Five, six, better load your clips\n  Seven, eight, we're gonna test your fate\n  Nine, ten, we're out to kill again\n\n  Straight from the burning flames of hell\n  A place where all assassins dwell\n  Put back on earth to destroy all workshipppers of peace\n  Body bags and caskets may all godd cease\n  Together they form an organization much stronger than the mafia\n\n  First, Krayzie Bone, AKA Leatherface\n  The Sawed Off Gangsta\n  Second, Layzie Bone, AKA the Number One Assassin\n  Third, Bizzy Bone, AKA Rest In Peace\n  Fourth, Wish Bone, AKA Stratejacket, nigga\n\n  Murda\n  Murda\n  Murda\n  Murda\n\n  Sold my soul to the devil, but I changed my mind, now I want it back\n  But he won't cooperate, so now it's time to jack\n  Called RIP and Stratejacket, Number One Assassin is fully strapped\n  We belled through hell in khakis, locs, and black skully caps\n  So Satan called his posse full of demons and witches\n  We met up at the am Abyss, ready to slaughter the bitches\n  Yo, but wouldn't you know Satan went out like a sucka\n  So I left a message in blood \"To be continued, motherfucker\"\n\n  Never praying at night, 'cause the heavens don't want me\n  Sold my fuckin' soul so I can live through eternity\n  Killin' at night and watching victims in the daylight\n  A demon on the rise, and I'm snatchin' your fuckin' life\n  Been shot with a twelve gauge, I died and made front page\n  The devil sent me back, and now I'm using the same gauge\n  Killin' like a maniac, livin' like a lunatic\n  Some would say the strate is sick, the devil's who you're fuckin' with\n\n  Murda\n  Murda\n  Murda\n  Murda\n\n  I'm corrupt and demented and I diminish by execution\n  A savage of torture should've been kept in a institution\n  Been shot in the head, I ain't go out like a sucka\n  But I still died, went to hell and just took over the muthafucker\n  Learned the devil's tricks an' how to run this shit\n  I had a fall-out with Satan, and called his son a bitch\n  Repeating satanic verses, but I changed the words now you worship me\n  The gates of hell on fire shooting flames can't be worse, G\n\n  Hell sent, they call me RIP for a reason\n  I'm on a road to see bloddy bodies, just call me a demon\n  It's the psychopathic maniac, manglin' ladies\n  Stick a grenade in they pussy then I start stranglin' babies\n  See, it's death to all my enemies that's RIP only tactic\n  But if by chance we kill each other, then our souls'll go at it\n  See I'm doggin' the triple six, it's death by the sword\n  I told Satan that I'm killin' him through the Ouija board\n\n  Murda\n  Murda\n  Murda\n  Murda\n\n  Pick up the phone, the war is on, so get your weapons\n  RIP just spotted the devil around the corner from heaven with his crew\n  Drinking brews, and I'm thinking \"Damn, that's foolish\"\n  Swig off the 40 of holy water and say \"Y'all let's do this\"\n  Grabbed my click, gripped my dick\n  Walked with my face to the groung chanting\n  \"Kill that motherfucker, now kill that motherfucker, now\"\n  Unloaded on his ass and dumped him in his Abyss\n  And now his crew's on my dick because I'm Hell Sent\n\n  I'm standing in Hell with the gauge ready to buck\n  I'm coming for Satan and my intentions is to fuck him up\n  Ain't been in the church, they say \"No demons on holy dirt\"\n  I'm fuckin' Satan's bitches, he got mad and called body work\n  A lynchin' ain't shit compared to what I'm a give ya\n  I'm born and raised in hell and bitch, I'm sent here to kill ya\n  I'm Rosemary's baby, there's no more evil like me\n  'Cause when niggas think of death, the motherfuckers picture me\n\n  Murda\n  Murda\n  Murda\n  Murda\n\n  Let me call up my posse, we talkin' over the underground\n  Yeah, Satan and his boys the motherfuckers, they going down\n  Man, I gotta do it, I ain't down for a hassle\n  I kicked the gates into hell and 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Then you'll forever pay me rent\n  To stay in my kingdom because a nigga is Hell Sent\n\n  Now we're walking through satan's den, the demons respected RIP\n  I'm running this motherfucker, hell ain't shit\n  A demon told me that Lucifer said meet him at the black hole\n  I told him \"I'm a be there ain't no bitch in my soul\"\n  And when I'm coming for your ass, ain't no need to run\n  Because I'm so fuckin' ruthless, I made the devil go buy a gun\n  Until we go at it, the RIP still won't repent\n  An appetite for bloddy bodies, Rest In Peace is hell sent\n"},{"id":27523225,"name":"Hell Sent","trackName":"Hell Sent","artistName":"Bone Thugs‐n‐Harmony","albumName":"Faces of Death","duration":348.4945,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"One, two, Bone is coming for you\nThree, four, better lock the doors\nFive, six, better load your clips\nSeven, eight, we're gonna test your fate\nNine, ten, we're out to kill again\n\nStraight from the burning flames of hell\nA place where all assassins dwell\nPut back on earth to destroy all workshipppers of peace\nBody bags and caskets may all godd cease\nTogether they form an organization much stronger than the mafia\n\nFirst, Krayzie Bone, AKA Leatherface\nThe Sawed Off Gangsta\nSecond, Layzie Bone, AKA the Number One Assassin\nThird, Bizzy Bone, AKA Rest In Peace\nFourth, Wish Bone, AKA Stratejacket, nigga\n\nMurda\nMurda\nMurda\nMurda\n\nSold my soul to the devil, but I changed my mind, now I want it back\nBut he won't cooperate, so now it's time to jack\nCalled RIP and Stratejacket, Number One Assassin is fully strapped\nWe belled through hell in khakis, locs, and black skully caps\nSo Satan called his posse full of demons and witches\nWe met up at the am Abyss, ready to slaughter the bitches\nYo, but wouldn't you know Satan went out like a sucka\nSo I left a message in blood \"To be continued, motherfucker\"\n\nNever praying at night, 'cause the heavens don't want me\nSold my fuckin' soul so I can live through eternity\nKillin' at night and watching victims in the daylight\nA demon on the rise, and I'm snatchin' your fuckin' life\nBeen shot with a twelve gauge, I died and made front page\nThe devil sent me back, and now I'm using the same gauge\nKillin' like a maniac, livin' like a lunatic\nSome would say the strate is sick, the devil's who you're fuckin' with\n\nMurda\nMurda\nMurda\nMurda\n\nI'm corrupt and demented and I diminish by execution\nA savage of torture should've been kept in a institution\nBeen shot in the head, I ain't go out like a sucka\nBut I still died, went to hell and just took over the muthafucker\nLearned the devil's tricks an' how to run this shit\nI had a fall-out with Satan, and called his son a bitch\nRepeating satanic verses, but I changed the words now you worship me\nThe gates of hell on fire shooting flames can't be worse, G\n\nHell sent, they call me RIP for a reason\nI'm on a road to see bloddy bodies, just call me a demon\nIt's the psychopathic maniac, manglin' ladies\nStick a grenade in they pussy then I start stranglin' babies\nSee, it's death to all my enemies that's RIP only tactic\nBut if by chance we kill each other, then our souls'll go at it\nSee I'm doggin' the triple six, it's death by the sword\nI told Satan that I'm killin' him through the Ouija board\n\nMurda\nMurda\nMurda\nMurda\n\nPick up the phone, the war is on, so get your weapons\nRIP just spotted the devil around the corner from heaven with his crew\nDrinking brews, and I'm thinking \"Damn, that's foolish\"\nSwig off the 40 of holy water and say \"Y'all let's do this\"\nGrabbed my click, gripped my dick\nWalked with my face to the groung chanting\n\"Kill that motherfucker, now kill that motherfucker, now\"\nUnloaded on his ass and dumped him in his Abyss\nAnd now his crew's on my dick because I'm Hell Sent\n\nI'm standing in Hell with the gauge ready to buck\nI'm coming for Satan and my intentions is to fuck him up\nAin't been in the church, they say \"No demons on holy dirt\"\nI'm fuckin' Satan's bitches, he got mad and called body work\nA lynchin' ain't shit compared to what I'm a give ya\nI'm born and raised in hell and bitch, I'm sent here to kill ya\nI'm Rosemary's baby, there's no more evil like me\n'Cause when niggas think of death, the motherfuckers picture me\n\nMurda\nMurda\nMurda\nMurda\n\nLet me call up my posse, we talkin' over the underground\nYeah, Satan and his boys the motherfuckers, they going down\nMan, I gotta do it, I ain't down for a hassle\nI kicked the gates into hell and started a riot in Satan's castle\nI'm sick of this war, now check it, something has got to give\nWe stormed to the back, and we took demons as hostages\nYou want your people to live? Then you'll forever pay me rent\nTo stay in my kingdom because a nigga is Hell Sent\n\nNow we're walking through satan's den, the demons respected RIP\nI'm running this motherfucker, hell ain't shit\nA demon told me that Lucifer said meet him at the black hole\nI told him \"I'm a be there ain't no bitch in my soul\"\nAnd when I'm coming for your ass, ain't no need to run\nBecause I'm so fuckin' ruthless, I made the devil go buy a gun\nUntil we go at it, the RIP still won't repent\nAn appetite for bloddy bodies, Rest In Peace is hell sent","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.07] One, two, Bone is coming for you\n[00:04.67] Three, four, better lock the doors\n[00:08.94] Five, six, better load your clips\n[00:13.17] Seven, eight, we're gonna test your fate\n[00:17.17] Nine, ten, we're out to kill again\n[00:29.18] Straight from the burning flames of hell\n[00:32.23] A place where all assassins dwell\n[00:35.53] Put back on earth to destroy all workshipppers of peace\n[00:39.68] Body bags and caskets may all godd cease\n[00:43.16] Together they form an organization much stronger than the mafia\n[00:47.62] First, Krayzie Bone, AKA Leatherface\n[00:53.97] The Sawed Off Gangsta\n[00:57.22] Second, Layzie Bone, AKA the Number One Assassin\n[01:05.26] Third, Bizzy Bone, AKA Rest In Peace\n[01:11.80] Fourth, Wish Bone, AKA Stratejacket, nigga\n[01:19.07] Murda\n[01:20.63] Murda\n[01:22.26] Murda\n[01:24.26] Murda\n[01:25.91] Sold my soul to the devil, but I changed my mind, now I want it back\n[01:29.59] But he won't cooperate, so now it's time to jack\n[01:33.03] Called RIP and Stratejacket, Number One Assassin is fully strapped\n[01:36.72] We belled through hell in khakis, locs, and black skully caps\n[01:40.27] So Satan called his posse full of demons and witches\n[01:43.32] We met up at the am Abyss, ready to slaughter the bitches\n[01:46.83] Yo, but wouldn't you know Satan went out like a sucka\n[01:50.54] So I left a message in blood \"To be continued, motherfucker\"\n[01:54.43] Never praying at night, 'cause the heavens don't want me\n[01:58.09] Sold my fuckin' soul so I can live through eternity\n[02:01.79] Killin' at night and watching victims in the daylight\n[02:05.29] A demon on the rise, and I'm snatchin' your fuckin' life\n[02:08.86] Been shot with a twelve gauge, I died and made front page\n[02:12.36] The devil sent me back, and now I'm using the same gauge\n[02:16.13] Killin' like a maniac, livin' like a lunatic\n[02:19.64] Some would say the strate is sick, the devil's who you're fuckin' with\n[02:23.15] Murda\n[02:25.13] Murda\n[02:26.77] Murda\n[02:28.68] Murda\n[02:30.20] I'm corrupt and demented and I diminish by execution\n[02:34.04] A savage of torture should've been kept in a institution\n[02:37.40] Been shot in the head, I ain't go out like a sucka\n[02:40.77] But I still died, went to hell and just took over the muthafucker\n[02:44.66] Learned the devil's tricks an' how to run this shit\n[02:47.87] I had a fall-out with Satan, and called his son a bitch\n[02:51.47] Repeating satanic verses, but I changed the words now you worship me\n[02:55.33] The gates of hell on fire shooting flames can't be worse, G\n[02:59.00] Hell sent, they call me RIP for a reason\n[03:02.23] I'm on a road to see bloddy bodies, just call me a demon\n[03:05.70] It's the psychopathic maniac, manglin' ladies\n[03:09.12] Stick a grenade in they pussy then I start stranglin' babies\n[03:12.93] See, it's death to all my enemies that's RIP only tactic\n[03:16.64] But if by chance we kill each other, then our souls'll go at it\n[03:19.84] See I'm doggin' the triple six, it's death by the sword\n[03:23.71] I told Satan that I'm killin' him through the Ouija board\n[03:27.76] Murda\n[03:29.58] Murda\n[03:31.36] Murda\n[03:33.29] Murda\n[03:34.67] Pick up the phone, the war is on, so get your weapons\n[03:38.05] RIP just spotted the devil around the corner from heaven with his crew\n[03:42.18] Drinking brews, and I'm thinking \"Damn, that's foolish\"\n[03:45.04] Swig off the 40 of holy water and say \"Y'all let's do this\"\n[03:48.62] Grabbed my click, gripped my dick\n[03:50.32] Walked with my face to the groung chanting\n[03:52.78] \"Kill that motherfucker, now kill that motherfucker, now\"\n[03:56.37] Unloaded on his ass and dumped him in his Abyss\n[03:59.44] And now his crew's on my dick because I'm Hell Sent\n[04:03.26] I'm standing in Hell with the gauge ready to buck\n[04:06.75] I'm coming for Satan and my intentions is to fuck him up\n[04:10.54] Ain't been in the church, they say \"No demons on holy dirt\"\n[04:13.90] I'm fuckin' Satan's bitches, he got mad and called body work\n[04:17.56] A lynchin' ain't shit compared to what I'm a give ya\n[04:21.12] I'm born and raised in hell and bitch, I'm sent here to kill ya\n[04:24.88] I'm Rosemary's baby, there's no more evil like me\n[04:28.23] 'Cause when niggas think of death, the motherfuckers picture me\n[04:32.28] Murda\n[04:34.02] Murda\n[04:35.64] Murda\n[04:37.42] Murda\n[04:38.91] Let me call up my posse, we talkin' over the underground\n[04:42.56] Yeah, Satan and his boys the motherfuckers, they going down\n[04:46.36] Man, I gotta do it, I ain't down for a hassle\n[04:49.55] I kicked the gates into hell and started a riot in Satan's castle\n[04:53.51] I'm sick of this war, now check it, something has got to give\n[04:56.87] We stormed to the back, and we took demons as hostages\n[05:00.62] You want your people to live? Then you'll forever pay me rent\n[05:04.19] To stay in my kingdom because a nigga is Hell Sent\n[05:07.53] Now we're walking through satan's den, the demons respected RIP\n[05:11.82] I'm running this motherfucker, hell ain't shit\n[05:14.37] A demon told me that Lucifer said meet him at the black hole\n[05:18.59] I told him \"I'm a be there ain't no bitch in my soul\"\n[05:21.60] And when I'm coming for your ass, ain't no need to run\n[05:25.21] Because I'm so fuckin' ruthless, I made the devil go buy a gun\n[05:29.22] Until we go at it, the RIP still won't repent\n[05:32.42] An appetite for bloddy bodies, Rest In Peace is hell sent\n[05:44.10] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Hell Sent\n  artist: Bone Thugs‐n‐Harmony\n  album: Faces of Death\n  duration_ms: 348495\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: One, two, Bone is coming for you\n  start_ms: 70\n  end_ms: 4670\n- text: Three, four, better lock the doors\n  start_ms: 4670\n  end_ms: 8940\n- text: Five, six, 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end_ms: 71800\n- text: Fourth, Wish Bone, AKA Stratejacket, nigga\n  start_ms: 71800\n  end_ms: 79070\n- text: Murda\n  start_ms: 79070\n  end_ms: 80630\n- text: Murda\n  start_ms: 80630\n  end_ms: 82260\n- text: Murda\n  start_ms: 82260\n  end_ms: 84260\n- text: Murda\n  start_ms: 84260\n  end_ms: 85910\n- text: Sold my soul to the devil, but I changed my mind, now I want it back\n  start_ms: 85910\n  end_ms: 89590\n- text: But he won't cooperate, so now it's time to jack\n  start_ms: 89590\n  end_ms: 93030\n- text: Called RIP and Stratejacket, Number One Assassin is fully strapped\n  start_ms: 93030\n  end_ms: 96720\n- text: We belled through hell in khakis, locs, and black skully caps\n  start_ms: 96720\n  end_ms: 100270\n- text: So Satan called his posse full of demons and witches\n  start_ms: 100270\n  end_ms: 103320\n- text: We met up at the am Abyss, ready to slaughter the bitches\n  start_ms: 103320\n  end_ms: 106830\n- text: Yo, but wouldn't you know Satan went out like a 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text: ''\n  start_ms: 344100\nplain: |-\n  One, two, Bone is coming for you\n  Three, four, better lock the doors\n  Five, six, better load your clips\n  Seven, eight, we're gonna test your fate\n  Nine, ten, we're out to kill again\n\n  Straight from the burning flames of hell\n  A place where all assassins dwell\n  Put back on earth to destroy all workshipppers of peace\n  Body bags and caskets may all godd cease\n  Together they form an organization much stronger than the mafia\n\n  First, Krayzie Bone, AKA Leatherface\n  The Sawed Off Gangsta\n  Second, Layzie Bone, AKA the Number One Assassin\n  Third, Bizzy Bone, AKA Rest In Peace\n  Fourth, Wish Bone, AKA Stratejacket, nigga\n\n  Murda\n  Murda\n  Murda\n  Murda\n\n  Sold my soul to the devil, but I changed my mind, now I want it back\n  But he won't cooperate, so now it's time to jack\n  Called RIP and Stratejacket, Number One Assassin is fully strapped\n  We belled through hell in khakis, locs, and black skully caps\n  So Satan called his posse full of demons and witches\n  We met up at the am Abyss, ready to slaughter the bitches\n  Yo, but wouldn't you know Satan went out like a sucka\n  So I left a message in blood \"To be continued, motherfucker\"\n\n  Never praying at night, 'cause the heavens don't want me\n  Sold my fuckin' soul so I can live through eternity\n  Killin' at night and watching victims in the daylight\n  A demon on the rise, and I'm snatchin' your fuckin' life\n  Been shot with a twelve gauge, I died and made front page\n  The devil sent me back, and now I'm using the same gauge\n  Killin' like a maniac, livin' like a lunatic\n  Some would say the strate is sick, the devil's who you're fuckin' with\n\n  Murda\n  Murda\n  Murda\n  Murda\n\n  I'm corrupt and demented and I diminish by execution\n  A savage of torture should've been kept in a institution\n  Been shot in the head, I ain't go out like a sucka\n  But I still died, went to hell and just took over the muthafucker\n  Learned the devil's tricks an' how to run this shit\n  I had a fall-out with Satan, and called his son a bitch\n  Repeating satanic verses, but I changed the words now you worship me\n  The gates of hell on fire shooting flames can't be worse, G\n\n  Hell sent, they call me RIP for a reason\n  I'm on a road to see bloddy bodies, just call me a demon\n  It's the psychopathic maniac, manglin' ladies\n  Stick a grenade in they pussy then I start stranglin' babies\n  See, it's death to all my enemies that's RIP only tactic\n  But if by chance we kill each other, then our souls'll go at it\n  See I'm doggin' the triple six, it's death by the sword\n  I told Satan that I'm killin' him through the Ouija board\n\n  Murda\n  Murda\n  Murda\n  Murda\n\n  Pick up the phone, the war is on, so get your weapons\n  RIP just spotted the devil around the corner from heaven with his crew\n  Drinking brews, and I'm thinking \"Damn, that's foolish\"\n  Swig off the 40 of holy water and say \"Y'all let's do this\"\n  Grabbed my click, gripped my dick\n  Walked with my face to the groung chanting\n  \"Kill that motherfucker, now kill that motherfucker, now\"\n  Unloaded on his ass and dumped him in his Abyss\n  And now his crew's on my dick because I'm Hell Sent\n\n  I'm standing in Hell with the gauge ready to buck\n  I'm coming for Satan and my intentions is to fuck him up\n  Ain't been in the church, they say \"No demons on holy dirt\"\n  I'm fuckin' Satan's bitches, he got mad and called body work\n  A lynchin' ain't shit compared to what I'm a give ya\n  I'm born and raised in hell and bitch, I'm sent here to kill ya\n  I'm Rosemary's baby, there's no more evil like me\n  'Cause when niggas think of death, the motherfuckers picture me\n\n  Murda\n  Murda\n  Murda\n  Murda\n\n  Let me call up my posse, we talkin' over the underground\n  Yeah, Satan and his boys the motherfuckers, they going down\n  Man, I gotta do it, I ain't down for a hassle\n  I kicked the gates into hell and started a riot in Satan's castle\n  I'm sick of this war, now check it, something has got to give\n  We stormed to the back, and we took demons as hostages\n  You want your people to live? Then you'll forever pay me rent\n  To stay in my kingdom because a nigga is Hell Sent\n\n  Now we're walking through satan's den, the demons respected RIP\n  I'm running this motherfucker, hell ain't shit\n  A demon told me that Lucifer said meet him at the black hole\n  I told him \"I'm a be there ain't no bitch in my soul\"\n  And when I'm coming for your ass, ain't no need to run\n  Because I'm so fuckin' ruthless, I made the devil go buy a gun\n  Until we go at it, the RIP still won't repent\n  An appetite for bloddy bodies, Rest In Peace is hell sent\n"},{"id":39525731,"name":"Hell Sent","trackName":"Hell Sent","artistName":"Bone Thugs -N- Harmony","albumName":"Faces Of Death","duration":348.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"One, two, Bone is coming for you\nThree, four, better lock the doors\nFive, six, better load your clips\nSeven, eight, we're gonna test your fate\nNine, ten, we're out to kill again\n(Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha)\n(Ha, ha, ha, ha)\n\nStraight from the burning flames of hell\nA place where all assassins dwell\nPut back on earth to destroy all workshipppers of peace\nBody bags and caskets may all godd cease\nTogether they form an organization much stronger than the mafia\n\nFirst, Krayzie Bone, AKA Leatherface\nThe Sawed Off Gangsta\nSecond, Layzie Bone, AKA the Number One Assassin\nThird, Bizzy Bone, AKA Rest In Peace\nFourth, Wish Bone, AKA Stratejacket nigga\n\nMurda\nMurda\nMurda\nMurda\n\nBut I changed my mind now I want it back\nBut he won't cooperate so now it's time to jack\nCalled RIP and Stratejacket\nNumber One Assassin is fully strapped\nWe belled through hell in khakis, locs, and black skully caps\n\nSo satan called his posse full of demons and witches\nWe met up at the am Abyss ready to salughter the bitches\nYo, but wouldn't you know satan went out like a sucka\nSo I left a message in blood \"To be continued motherfucker\"\n\nNever praying at night\n'Cause the heavens don't want me\nSold my fuckin' soul so I can live through eternity\nKillin' at night and watching victims in the daylight\nA demon on the rise, and I'm snatchin' your fuckin' life\n\nBeen shot with a twelve gauge\nI died and made front page\nThe devil sent me back and now I'm using the same gauge\nKillin' like a maniac, livin' like a lunatic\nSome would say the strate is sick\nThe devil's who you're fuckin' with\n\nMurda\nMurda\nMurda\nMurda\n\nI'm corrupt and demented and I diminish by execution\nA savage of torture should've been kept in a instution\nBeen shot in the head\nI ain't go out like a sucka\nBut I still died went to hell and just took over the muthafucker\nLearned the devil's tricks an how to run this shit\n\nI had a fall out with satan, and called his son a bitch\nRepeating satanic verses but I changed the words now you worship me\nThe gates of hell on fire shooting flames can't be worse, G\n\nHell sent they call me RIP for a reason\nI'm on a road to see bloddy bodies\nJust call me a demon\nIt's the psychopathic maniac\nManglin' ladies stick a grenade in they pussy\nThe I start stranglin' babies\n\nSee, it's death to all my enemies that's RIP only tactic\nBut if by chance we kill each other our souls'll go at it\nSee I'm doggin' the triple six it's death bt the sword\nI told satan that I'm killin' him trough the Ouija board\n\nMurda\nMurda\nMurda\nMurda\n\nPick up the phone the war is on\nSo get your weapons\nRIP just spotted the devil around the corner from heaven with his crew\nDrinking brews and I'm thinking \" Damn that's foolish\"\nSwig off the 40 of holy water and say \"y'all let's do this\"\n\nGrabbed my click, gripped my dick\nWalked with my face to the groung chanting\n(\"Kill that motherfucker, now kill that motherfucker, now\")\nUnloaded on his ass and dumped him in his Abyss\nAnd now his crew's on my dick because I'm Hell Sent\n\nI'm standing in Hell\nWith the gauge ready to buck\nI'm coming for satan and my intentions is to fuck him up\nAin't been in the church they say \"No demons on holy dirt\"\nI'm fuckin' Satan's bitches\nHe got mad and called body work\n\nA lynchin ain't shit compared to what I'm a give ya\nI'm born and raised in hell and bitch I'm sent here to kill ya\nI'm Rosemary's baby\nThere's no more evil like me\n'Cause when niggas think of death the motherfuckers picture me\n\nMurda\nMurda\nMurda\nMurda\n\nLet me call up my posse\nWe talkin' over the underground\nYeah, Satan and his boys the motherfuckers\nThey going down\nMan I gotta do it\nI ain't down for a hassle\nI kicked the gates into hell and started a roit in Satan's castle\n\nI'm sick of this war now check it something has got to give\nWe stormed to the back, and we took demons as hostages\nYou want your people to live?\nThen you'll forever pay me rent\nTo stay in my kingdom\n'Cause a nigga is Hell Sent\n\nNow we're walking through satan's den\nThe demons respected RIP\nI'm running this motherfucker, hell ain't shit\nA demon told me that Lucifer said meet him at the black hole\nI 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the Number One Assassin\n[01:05.01]Third, Bizzy Bone, AKA Rest In Peace\n[01:12.18]Fourth, Wish Bone, AKA Stratejacket nigga\n[01:19.01]Murda\n[01:20.66]Murda\n[01:22.25]Murda\n[01:23.96]Murda\n[01:25.96]But I changed my mind now I want it back\n[01:29.69]But he won't cooperate so now it's time to jack\n[01:33.03]Called RIP and Stratejacket\n[01:34.72]Number One Assassin is fully strapped\n[01:36.54]We belled through hell in khakis, locs, and black skully caps\n[01:40.38]So satan called his posse full of demons and witches\n[01:43.14]We met up at the am Abyss ready to salughter the bitches\n[01:46.80]Yo, but wouldn't you know satan went out like a sucka\n[01:50.32]So I left a message in blood \"To be continued motherfucker\"\n[01:54.43]Never praying at night\n[01:55.78]'Cause the heavens don't want me\n[01:57.58]Sold my fuckin' soul so I can live through eternity\n[02:01.26]Killin' at night and watching victims in the daylight\n[02:04.70]A demon on the rise, and I'm snatchin' your fuckin' life\n[02:08.73]Been shot with a twelve gauge\n[02:10.68]I died and made front page\n[02:12.37]The devil sent me back and now I'm using the same gauge\n[02:15.85]Killin' like a maniac, livin' like a lunatic\n[02:19.44]Some would say the strate is sick\n[02:21.45]The devil's who you're fuckin' with\n[02:22.95]Murda\n[02:24.70]Murda\n[02:26.47]Murda\n[02:28.18]Murda\n[02:30.01]I'm corrupt and demented and I diminish by execution\n[02:33.78]A savage of torture should've been kept in a instution\n[02:37.15]Been shot in the head\n[02:38.41]I ain't go out like a sucka\n[02:40.53]But I still died went to hell and just took over the muthafucker\n[02:44.41]Learned the devil's tricks an how to run this shit\n[02:47.57]I had a fall out with satan, and called his son a bitch\n[02:51.19]Repeating satanic verses but I changed the words now you worship me\n[02:54.80]The gates of hell on fire shooting flames can't be worse, G\n[02:58.80]Hell sent they call me RIP for a reason\n[03:02.03]I'm on a road to see bloddy bodies\n[03:03.84]Just call me a demon\n[03:05.48]It's the psychopathic maniac\n[03:07.66]Manglin' ladies stick a grenade in they pussy\n[03:10.04]The I start stranglin' babies\n[03:12.91]See, it's death to all my enemies that's RIP only tactic\n[03:16.10]But if by chance we kill each other our souls'll go at it\n[03:19.62]See I'm doggin' the triple six it's death bt the sword\n[03:23.28]I told satan that I'm killin' him trough the Ouija board\n[03:27.25]Murda\n[03:29.03]Murda\n[03:30.82]Murda\n[03:32.52]Murda\n[03:34.40]Pick up the phone the war is on\n[03:36.77]So get your weapons\n[03:38.05]RIP just spotted the devil around the corner from heaven with his crew\n[03:41.65]Drinking brews and I'm thinking \" Damn that's foolish\"\n[03:44.82]Swig off the 40 of holy water and say \"y'all let's do this\"\n[03:48.36]Grabbed my click, gripped my dick\n[03:50.10]Walked with my face to the groung chanting\n[03:51.99](\"Kill that motherfucker, now kill that motherfucker, now\")\n[03:56.07]Unloaded on his ass and dumped him in his Abyss\n[03:59.18]And now his crew's on my dick because I'm Hell Sent\n[04:02.74]I'm standing in Hell\n[04:04.48]With the gauge ready to buck\n[04:06.53]I'm coming for satan and my intentions is to fuck him up\n[04:10.35]Ain't been in the church they say \"No demons on holy dirt\"\n[04:13.66]I'm fuckin' Satan's bitches\n[04:15.11]He got mad and called body work\n[04:17.35]A lynchin ain't shit compared to what I'm a give ya\n[04:20.65]I'm born and raised in hell and bitch I'm sent here to kill ya\n[04:24.34]I'm Rosemary's baby\n[04:26.09]There's no more evil like me\n[04:27.75]'Cause when niggas think of death the motherfuckers picture me\n[04:31.49]Murda\n[04:33.53]Murda\n[04:35.14]Murda\n[04:36.99]Murda\n[04:38.66]Let me call up my posse\n[04:40.03]We talkin' over the underground\n[04:41.83]Yeah, Satan and his boys the motherfuckers\n[04:44.79]They going down\n[04:46.05]Man I gotta do it\n[04:47.35]I ain't down for a hassle\n[04:49.47]I kicked the gates into hell and started a roit in Satan's castle\n[04:53.02]I'm sick of this war now check it something has got to give\n[04:56.61]We stormed to the back, and we took demons as hostages\n[05:00.11]You want your people to live?\n[05:01.85]Then you'll forever pay me rent\n[05:03.86]To stay in my kingdom\n[05:05.12]'Cause a nigga is Hell Sent\n[05:07.32]Now we're walking through satan's den\n[05:09.13]The demons respected RIP\n[05:11.61]I'm running this motherfucker, hell ain't shit\n[05:14.08]A demon told me that Lucifer said meet him at the black hole\n[05:18.02]I told him \"I'm a be there ain't no bitch in my soul\"\n[05:21.43]And when I'm coming for your ass\n[05:23.33]Ain't no need to run\n[05:25.09]Because I'm so fuckin' ruthless I made the devil go buy a gun\n[05:28.76]Until we go at it, the RIP still won't repent\n[05:32.19]An appetite for bloddy bodies\n[05:34.24]Rest In peace is Hell Satan\n[05:43.89]","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  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One, two, Bone is coming for you\n  Three, four, better lock the doors\n  Five, six, better load your clips\n  Seven, eight, we're gonna test your fate\n  Nine, ten, we're out to kill again\n  (Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha)\n  (Ha, ha, ha, ha)\n\n  Straight from the burning flames of hell\n  A place where all assassins dwell\n  Put back on earth to destroy all workshipppers of peace\n  Body bags and caskets may all godd cease\n  Together they form an organization much stronger than the mafia\n\n  First, Krayzie Bone, AKA Leatherface\n  The Sawed Off Gangsta\n  Second, Layzie Bone, AKA the Number One Assassin\n  Third, Bizzy Bone, AKA Rest In Peace\n  Fourth, Wish Bone, AKA Stratejacket nigga\n\n  Murda\n  Murda\n  Murda\n  Murda\n\n  But I changed my mind now I want it back\n  But he won't cooperate so now it's time to jack\n  Called RIP and Stratejacket\n  Number One Assassin is fully strapped\n  We belled through hell in khakis, locs, and black skully caps\n\n  So satan called his posse full of demons and witches\n  We met up at the am Abyss ready to salughter the bitches\n  Yo, but wouldn't you know satan went out like a sucka\n  So I left a message in blood \"To be continued motherfucker\"\n\n  Never praying at night\n  'Cause the heavens don't want me\n  Sold my fuckin' soul so I can live through eternity\n  Killin' at night and watching victims in the daylight\n  A demon on the rise, and I'm snatchin' your fuckin' life\n\n  Been shot with a twelve gauge\n  I died and made front page\n  The devil sent me back and now I'm using the same gauge\n  Killin' like a maniac, livin' like a lunatic\n  Some would say the strate is sick\n  The devil's who you're fuckin' with\n\n  Murda\n  Murda\n  Murda\n  Murda\n\n  I'm corrupt and demented and I diminish by execution\n  A savage of torture should've been kept in a instution\n  Been shot in the head\n  I ain't go out like a sucka\n  But I still died went to hell and just took over the muthafucker\n  Learned the devil's tricks an how to run this shit\n\n  I had a fall out with satan, and called his son a bitch\n  Repeating satanic verses but I changed the words now you worship me\n  The gates of hell on fire shooting flames can't be worse, G\n\n  Hell sent they call me RIP for a reason\n  I'm on a road to see bloddy bodies\n  Just call me a demon\n  It's the psychopathic maniac\n  Manglin' ladies stick a grenade in they pussy\n  The I start stranglin' babies\n\n  See, it's death to all my enemies that's RIP only tactic\n  But if by chance we kill each other our souls'll go at it\n  See I'm doggin' the triple six it's death bt the sword\n  I told satan that I'm killin' him trough the Ouija board\n\n  Murda\n  Murda\n  Murda\n  Murda\n\n  Pick up the phone the war is on\n  So get your weapons\n  RIP just spotted the devil around the corner from heaven with his crew\n  Drinking brews and I'm thinking \" Damn that's foolish\"\n  Swig off the 40 of holy water and say \"y'all let's do this\"\n\n  Grabbed my click, gripped my dick\n  Walked with my face to the groung chanting\n  (\"Kill that motherfucker, now kill that motherfucker, now\")\n  Unloaded on his ass and dumped him in his Abyss\n  And now his crew's on my dick because I'm Hell Sent\n\n  I'm standing in Hell\n  With the gauge ready to buck\n  I'm coming for satan and my intentions is to fuck him up\n  Ain't been in the church they say \"No demons on holy dirt\"\n  I'm fuckin' Satan's bitches\n  He got mad and called body work\n\n  A lynchin ain't shit compared to what I'm a give ya\n  I'm born and raised in hell and bitch I'm sent here to kill ya\n  I'm Rosemary's baby\n  There's no more evil like me\n  'Cause when niggas think of death the motherfuckers picture me\n\n  Murda\n  Murda\n  Murda\n  Murda\n\n  Let me call up my posse\n  We talkin' over the underground\n  Yeah, Satan and his boys the motherfuckers\n  They going down\n  Man I gotta do it\n  I ain't down for a hassle\n  I kicked the gates into hell and started a roit in Satan's castle\n\n  I'm sick of this war now check it something has got to give\n  We stormed to the back, and we took demons as hostages\n  You want your people to live?\n  Then you'll forever pay me rent\n  To stay in my kingdom\n  'Cause a nigga is Hell Sent\n\n  Now we're walking through satan's den\n  The demons respected RIP\n  I'm running this motherfucker, hell ain't shit\n  A demon told me that Lucifer said meet him at the black hole\n  I told him \"I'm a be there ain't no bitch in my soul\"\n\n  And when I'm coming for your ass\n  Ain't no need to run\n  Because I'm so fuckin' ruthless I made the devil go buy a gun\n  Until we go at it, the RIP still won't repent\n  An appetite for bloddy bodies\n  Rest In peace is Hell Satan\n"},{"id":26037284,"name":"Hell Sent","trackName":"Hell Sent","artistName":"Bone Thugs-n-Harmony-Bone Ente","albumName":"Faces of Death","duration":346.391917,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"One, two, Bone is coming for you\nThree, four, better lock the doors\nFive, six, better load your clips\nSeven, eight, we're gonna test your fate\nNine, ten, we're out to kill again\n\nStraight from the burning flames of hell\nA place where all assassins dwell\nPut back on earth to destroy all workshipppers of peace\nBody bags and caskets may all godd cease\nTogether they form an organization much stronger than the mafia\n\nFirst, Krayzie Bone, AKA Leatherface\nThe Sawed Off Gangsta\nSecond, Layzie Bone, AKA the Number One Assassin\nThird, Bizzy Bone, AKA Rest In Peace\nFourth, Wish Bone, AKA Stratejacket, nigga\n\nMurda\nMurda\nMurda\nMurda\n\nSold my soul to the devil, but I changed my mind, now I want it back\nBut he won't cooperate, so now it's time to jack\nCalled RIP and Stratejacket, Number One Assassin is fully strapped\nWe belled through hell in khakis, locs, and black skully caps\nSo Satan called his posse full of demons and witches\nWe met up at the am Abyss, ready to slaughter the bitches\nYo, but wouldn't you know Satan went out like a sucka\nSo I left a message in blood \"To be continued, motherfucker\"\n\nNever praying at night, 'cause the heavens don't want me\nSold my fuckin' soul so I can live through eternity\nKillin' at night and watching victims in the daylight\nA demon on the rise, and I'm snatchin' your fuckin' life\nBeen shot with a twelve gauge, I died and made front page\nThe devil sent me back, and now I'm using the same gauge\nKillin' like a maniac, livin' like a lunatic\nSome would say the strate is sick, the devil's who you're fuckin' with\n\nMurda\nMurda\nMurda\nMurda\n\nI'm corrupt and demented and I diminish by execution\nA savage of torture should've been kept in a institution\nBeen shot in the head, I ain't go out like a sucka\nBut I still died, went to hell and just took over the muthafucker\nLearned the devil's tricks an' how to run this shit\nI had a fall-out with Satan, and called his son a bitch\nRepeating satanic verses, but I changed the words now you worship me\nThe gates of hell on fire shooting flames can't be worse, G\n\nHell sent, they call me RIP for a reason\nI'm on a road to see bloddy bodies, just call me a demon\nIt's the psychopathic maniac, manglin' ladies\nStick a grenade in they pussy then I start stranglin' babies\nSee, it's death to all my enemies that's RIP only tactic\nBut if by chance we kill each other, then our souls'll go at it\nSee I'm doggin' the triple six, it's death by the sword\nI told Satan that I'm killin' him through the Ouija board\n\nMurda\nMurda\nMurda\nMurda\n\nPick up the phone, the war is on, so get your weapons\nRIP just spotted the devil around the corner from heaven with his crew\nDrinking brews, and I'm thinking \"Damn, that's foolish\"\nSwig off the 40 of holy water and say \"Y'all let's do this\"\nGrabbed my click, gripped my dick\nWalked with my face to the groung chanting\n\"Kill that motherfucker, now kill that motherfucker, now\"\nUnloaded on his ass and dumped him in his Abyss\nAnd now his crew's on my dick because I'm Hell Sent\n\nI'm standing in Hell with the gauge ready to buck\nI'm coming for Satan and my intentions is to fuck him up\nAin't been in the church, they say \"No demons on holy dirt\"\nI'm fuckin' Satan's bitches, he got mad and called body work\nA lynchin' ain't shit compared to what I'm a give ya\nI'm born and raised in hell and bitch, I'm sent here to kill ya\nI'm Rosemary's baby, there's no more evil like me\n'Cause when niggas think of death, the motherfuckers picture me\n\nMurda\nMurda\nMurda\nMurda\n\nLet me call up my posse, we talkin' over the underground\nYeah, Satan and his boys the motherfuckers, they going down\nMan, I gotta do it, I ain't down for a hassle\nI kicked the gates into hell and started a riot in Satan's castle\nI'm sick of this war, now check it, something has got to give\nWe stormed to the back, and we took demons as hostages\nYou want your people to live? Then you'll forever pay me rent\nTo stay in my kingdom because a nigga is Hell Sent\n\nNow we're walking through satan's den, the demons respected RIP\nI'm running this motherfucker, hell ain't shit\nA demon told me that Lucifer said meet him at the black hole\nI told him \"I'm a be there ain't no bitch in my soul\"\nAnd when I'm coming for your ass, ain't no need to run\nBecause I'm so fuckin' ruthless, I made the devil go buy a gun\nUntil we go at it, the RIP still won't repent\nAn appetite for bloddy bodies, Rest In Peace is hell sent","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.07] One, two, Bone is coming for you\n[00:04.67] Three, four, better lock the doors\n[00:08.94] Five, six, better load your clips\n[00:13.17] Seven, eight, we're gonna test your fate\n[00:17.17] Nine, ten, we're out to kill again\n[00:29.18] Straight from the burning flames of hell\n[00:32.23] A place where all assassins dwell\n[00:35.53] Put back on earth to destroy all workshipppers of peace\n[00:39.68] Body bags and caskets may all godd cease\n[00:43.16] Together they form an organization much stronger than the mafia\n[00:47.62] First, Krayzie Bone, AKA Leatherface\n[00:53.97] The Sawed Off Gangsta\n[00:57.22] Second, Layzie Bone, AKA the Number One Assassin\n[01:05.26] Third, Bizzy Bone, AKA Rest In Peace\n[01:11.80] Fourth, Wish Bone, AKA Stratejacket, nigga\n[01:19.07] Murda\n[01:20.63] Murda\n[01:22.26] Murda\n[01:24.26] Murda\n[01:25.91] Sold my soul to the devil, but I changed my mind, now I want it back\n[01:29.59] But he won't cooperate, so now it's time to jack\n[01:33.03] Called RIP and Stratejacket, Number One Assassin is fully strapped\n[01:36.72] We belled through hell in khakis, locs, and black skully caps\n[01:40.27] So Satan called his posse full of demons and witches\n[01:43.32] We met up at the am Abyss, ready to slaughter the bitches\n[01:46.83] Yo, but wouldn't you know Satan went out like a sucka\n[01:50.54] So I left a message in blood \"To be continued, motherfucker\"\n[01:54.43] Never praying at night, 'cause the heavens don't want me\n[01:58.09] Sold my fuckin' soul so I can live through eternity\n[02:01.79] Killin' at night and watching victims in the daylight\n[02:05.29] A demon on the rise, and I'm snatchin' your fuckin' life\n[02:08.86] Been shot with a twelve gauge, I died and made front page\n[02:12.36] The devil sent me back, and now I'm using the same gauge\n[02:16.13] Killin' like a maniac, livin' like a lunatic\n[02:19.64] Some would say the strate is sick, the devil's who you're fuckin' with\n[02:23.15] Murda\n[02:25.13] Murda\n[02:26.77] Murda\n[02:28.68] Murda\n[02:30.20] I'm corrupt and demented and I diminish by execution\n[02:34.04] A savage of torture should've been kept in a institution\n[02:37.40] Been shot in the head, I ain't go out like a sucka\n[02:40.77] But I still died, went to hell and just took over the muthafucker\n[02:44.66] Learned the devil's tricks an' how to run this shit\n[02:47.87] I had a fall-out with Satan, and called his son a bitch\n[02:51.47] Repeating satanic verses, but I changed the words now you worship me\n[02:55.33] The gates of hell on fire shooting flames can't be worse, G\n[02:59.00] Hell sent, they call me RIP for a reason\n[03:02.23] I'm on a road to see bloddy bodies, just call me a demon\n[03:05.70] It's the psychopathic maniac, manglin' ladies\n[03:09.12] Stick a grenade in they pussy then I start stranglin' babies\n[03:12.93] See, it's death to all my enemies that's RIP only tactic\n[03:16.64] But if by chance we kill each other, then our souls'll go at it\n[03:19.84] See I'm doggin' the triple six, it's death by the sword\n[03:23.71] I told Satan that I'm killin' him through the Ouija board\n[03:27.76] Murda\n[03:29.58] Murda\n[03:31.36] Murda\n[03:33.29] Murda\n[03:34.67] Pick up the phone, the war is on, so get your weapons\n[03:38.05] RIP just spotted the devil around the corner from heaven with his crew\n[03:42.18] Drinking brews, and I'm thinking \"Damn, that's foolish\"\n[03:45.04] Swig off the 40 of holy water and say \"Y'all let's do this\"\n[03:48.62] Grabbed my click, gripped my dick\n[03:50.32] Walked with my face to the groung chanting\n[03:52.78] \"Kill that motherfucker, now kill that motherfucker, now\"\n[03:56.37] Unloaded on his ass and dumped him in his Abyss\n[03:59.44] And now his crew's on my dick because I'm Hell Sent\n[04:03.26] I'm standing in Hell with the gauge ready to buck\n[04:06.75] I'm coming for Satan and my intentions is to fuck him up\n[04:10.54] Ain't been in the church, they say \"No demons on holy dirt\"\n[04:13.90] I'm fuckin' Satan's bitches, he got mad and called body work\n[04:17.56] A lynchin' ain't shit compared to what I'm a give ya\n[04:21.12] I'm born and raised in hell and bitch, I'm sent here to kill ya\n[04:24.88] I'm Rosemary's baby, there's no more evil like me\n[04:28.23] 'Cause when niggas think of death, the motherfuckers picture me\n[04:32.28] Murda\n[04:34.02] Murda\n[04:35.64] Murda\n[04:37.42] Murda\n[04:38.91] Let me call up my posse, we talkin' over the underground\n[04:42.56] Yeah, Satan and his boys the motherfuckers, they going down\n[04:46.36] Man, I gotta do it, I ain't down for a hassle\n[04:49.55] I kicked the gates into hell and started a riot in Satan's castle\n[04:53.51] I'm sick of this war, now check it, something has got to give\n[04:56.87] We stormed to the back, and we took demons as hostages\n[05:00.62] You want your people to live? Then you'll forever pay me rent\n[05:04.19] To stay in my kingdom because a nigga is Hell Sent\n[05:07.53] Now we're walking through satan's den, the demons respected RIP\n[05:11.82] I'm running this motherfucker, hell ain't shit\n[05:14.37] A demon told me that Lucifer said meet him at the black hole\n[05:18.59] I told him \"I'm a be there ain't no bitch in my soul\"\n[05:21.60] And when I'm coming for your ass, ain't no need to run\n[05:25.21] Because I'm so fuckin' ruthless, I made the devil go buy a gun\n[05:29.22] Until we go at it, the RIP still won't repent\n[05:32.42] An appetite for bloddy bodies, Rest In Peace is hell sent\n[05:44.10] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Hell Sent\n  artist: Bone Thugs-n-Harmony-Bone Ente\n  album: Faces of Death\n  duration_ms: 346392\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: One, two, Bone is coming for you\n  start_ms: 70\n  end_ms: 4670\n- text: Three, four, better lock the doors\n  start_ms: 4670\n  end_ms: 8940\n- text: 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text: ''\n  start_ms: 344100\nplain: |-\n  One, two, Bone is coming for you\n  Three, four, better lock the doors\n  Five, six, better load your clips\n  Seven, eight, we're gonna test your fate\n  Nine, ten, we're out to kill again\n\n  Straight from the burning flames of hell\n  A place where all assassins dwell\n  Put back on earth to destroy all workshipppers of peace\n  Body bags and caskets may all godd cease\n  Together they form an organization much stronger than the mafia\n\n  First, Krayzie Bone, AKA Leatherface\n  The Sawed Off Gangsta\n  Second, Layzie Bone, AKA the Number One Assassin\n  Third, Bizzy Bone, AKA Rest In Peace\n  Fourth, Wish Bone, AKA Stratejacket, nigga\n\n  Murda\n  Murda\n  Murda\n  Murda\n\n  Sold my soul to the devil, but I changed my mind, now I want it back\n  But he won't cooperate, so now it's time to jack\n  Called RIP and Stratejacket, Number One Assassin is fully strapped\n  We belled through hell in khakis, locs, and black skully caps\n  So Satan called his posse full of demons and witches\n  We met up at the am Abyss, ready to slaughter the bitches\n  Yo, but wouldn't you know Satan went out like a sucka\n  So I left a message in blood \"To be continued, motherfucker\"\n\n  Never praying at night, 'cause the heavens don't want me\n  Sold my fuckin' soul so I can live through eternity\n  Killin' at night and watching victims in the daylight\n  A demon on the rise, and I'm snatchin' your fuckin' life\n  Been shot with a twelve gauge, I died and made front page\n  The devil sent me back, and now I'm using the same gauge\n  Killin' like a maniac, livin' like a lunatic\n  Some would say the strate is sick, the devil's who you're fuckin' with\n\n  Murda\n  Murda\n  Murda\n  Murda\n\n  I'm corrupt and demented and I diminish by execution\n  A savage of torture should've been kept in a institution\n  Been shot in the head, I ain't go out like a sucka\n  But I still died, went to hell and just took over the muthafucker\n  Learned the devil's tricks an' how to run this shit\n  I had a fall-out with Satan, and called his son a bitch\n  Repeating satanic verses, but I changed the words now you worship me\n  The gates of hell on fire shooting flames can't be worse, G\n\n  Hell sent, they call me RIP for a reason\n  I'm on a road to see bloddy bodies, just call me a demon\n  It's the psychopathic maniac, manglin' ladies\n  Stick a grenade in they pussy then I start stranglin' babies\n  See, it's death to all my enemies that's RIP only tactic\n  But if by chance we kill each other, then our souls'll go at it\n  See I'm doggin' the triple six, it's death by the sword\n  I told Satan that I'm killin' him through the Ouija board\n\n  Murda\n  Murda\n  Murda\n  Murda\n\n  Pick up the phone, the war is on, so get your weapons\n  RIP just spotted the devil around the corner from heaven with his crew\n  Drinking brews, and I'm thinking \"Damn, that's foolish\"\n  Swig off the 40 of holy water and say \"Y'all let's do this\"\n  Grabbed my click, gripped my dick\n  Walked with my face to the groung chanting\n  \"Kill that motherfucker, now kill that motherfucker, now\"\n  Unloaded on his ass and dumped him in his Abyss\n  And now his crew's on my dick because I'm Hell Sent\n\n  I'm standing in Hell with the gauge ready to buck\n  I'm coming for Satan and my intentions is to fuck him up\n  Ain't been in the church, they say \"No demons on holy dirt\"\n  I'm fuckin' Satan's bitches, he got mad and called body work\n  A lynchin' ain't shit compared to what I'm a give ya\n  I'm born and raised in hell and bitch, I'm sent here to kill ya\n  I'm Rosemary's baby, there's no more evil like me\n  'Cause when niggas think of death, the motherfuckers picture me\n\n  Murda\n  Murda\n  Murda\n  Murda\n\n  Let me call up my posse, we talkin' over the underground\n  Yeah, Satan and his boys the motherfuckers, they going down\n  Man, I gotta do it, I ain't down for a hassle\n  I kicked the gates into hell and started a riot in Satan's castle\n  I'm sick of this war, now check it, something has got to give\n  We stormed to the back, and we took demons as hostages\n  You want your people to live? Then you'll forever pay me rent\n  To stay in my kingdom because a nigga is Hell Sent\n\n  Now we're walking through satan's den, the demons respected RIP\n  I'm running this motherfucker, hell ain't shit\n  A demon told me that Lucifer said meet him at the black hole\n  I told him \"I'm a be there ain't no bitch in my soul\"\n  And when I'm coming for your ass, ain't no need to run\n  Because I'm so fuckin' ruthless, I made the devil go buy a gun\n  Until we go at it, the RIP still won't repent\n  An appetite for bloddy bodies, Rest In Peace is hell sent\n"}]